Saturday, 15 January 2011

Drunk Diary, Day Fourteen

Gotta love customers sometimes, some of them really shouldn't try and get a rise out of the staff(or manager) just because they're pissed.

End of the night.
Customer : Got a lighter.
Staff : no sir, none of us smoke.
Customer : I'm paying £4.20 a fucking pint and you haven't got a fucking lighter?!
Me : You earn all that money to pay £4.20 a fucking pint and you can't afford a fucking lighter?

Customers mates snigger and he looks indignant, not having the wit to come back with anything else. I'll let you work out what the moral of this particular story is.